Naked Violence and Depravity

When I thought I needed time and maybe some practice, what I really needed was something more like an exorcism.

I was possessed by a demon of wackness. I needed to violently expel it from my system. Wackness doesn't taste as good coming back up as it does going down.

It tastes like candy going down.

Bubble gum.

Even though wackness is floating in the air there is no reason to be overcome by it. We can prevent it from entering our system by being intentional about ingesting other stuff and by working deep.

Get beyond the point where you are just playing around and really get serious about mastering your craft.

The wackness comes in while we are zoned out. When we fiend for stimulation because we are addicted to it. We take in all sorts of wackness, then we sit down to make something wack as fuck.

So what is wackness? Wackness is the artificial. It is the plastic universe. It is the sensational, the empty. It is naked violence and depravity. It is our rendition of somebody we try to be but never can.

It is our compromise.

I am bound to put out a playlist that is wack. Maybe I have already done it. But it is not this one. Even the shorter pieces work deep enough to get beyond any hints of wackness. Some express gorgeous sound design.

I try to be careful what I take in, but it's hard. If I jump on Facebook to try to connect with distant friends I am going to come across some undeniable wackness and hate.

But scrolling is addictive. The only way to work through is to try immerse yourself somewhere else. Go deep and fill your mind with a string a consecutive, connected thoughts. Step out of the stream of three second episodes on your timeline and cultivate the ability to concentrate.

Resist distraction with all your might. I mean...take a 30 minute break to check out this playlist of course, but when it is time to get to work, dive in.

Beneath the surface of the wackness you might find something worthwhile.